Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge!

nuclear

How to make a nation say, uncle.
In other words: how to rule.
We learn
there will be no clue
before it happens. No clear
sign from the Cosmos. A clan-
destine airplane appears wrapped in the lace
of a black dream. A flash like an ulcer
bursting in God's gut. Citizens race
about the city as the sky becomes a caul-
dron. The bones burned clean.